Immortality and Cultivation: I can extract entries from all things.

At dawn, Fang He sat up from his bed.

With 29 days left until the final list of recruits is confirmed, he has no time to hesitate.

After a quick wash, Fang He hurriedly went out and headed towards the market.

Two entries are a good start, but far from enough.

He needs more to break through to the third level of Qi Refining within a month.

Qing'ao Island Market is located on the north side of the island and is the only place for independent cultivators to trade.

Fang He walked along the mountain path for about half an hour, and the outline of the market gradually became clear.

I encountered a familiar figure on the road.

"Fang He, going to the market so early?"

The speaker was Zhao Haisheng, a neighbor who lived nearby and practiced martial arts. He was in his twenties, strong, and dark-skinned, and spent most of his time fishing at sea.

He has an ordinary wife and children at home, and the burden on his shoulders is not light. He is usually cheerful, but there is weariness hidden in his eyes.

"Brother Zhao," Fang He nodded in greeting, "Are you going to the market too?"

"Yes, we need to buy some supplies for the sea trip."

Zhao Haisheng sighed. "The sea monsters have been causing a ruckus lately, so we need to prepare more talismans for protection. By the way, have you heard about the conscription order?"

"I've heard about it."

Fang He nodded.

"Sigh, everyone below the third level of Qi Refining will be conscripted."

Zhao Haisheng shook his head. "I'm certainly qualified, but I'm worried about my wife. What if something happens to me..."

He didn't continue, gave a wry smile, and patted Fang He on the shoulder.

"You're young, so seize the opportunity to break through. Being drafted to sea is a life-or-death situation."

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Zhao."

The two walked together for a while, then parted ways at the entrance of the market.

Zhao Haisheng went to buy talismans, while Fang He began searching for items with historical significance.

It's not a large area, with just over a dozen shops and repair stalls lined up along the street.

Stalls selling elixirs, talismans, ritual implements, and various other miscellaneous items were scattered throughout the area.

The market was not crowded in the early morning. A few scattered monks stopped in front of the stalls, and the sounds of bargaining rose and fell.

Fang He slowed down, his gaze sweeping over the various stalls.

He pretended to stroll around, but secretly used his golden finger to probe the items on the stall.

The first stall displayed several bottles of low-grade pills. Fang He picked up a bottle, sensed its properties, but there was no reaction.

The second stall sold some cheap talismans. Still no response.

The third stall sold miscellaneous goods, including old books, broken bowls, and scrap metal. Fang He picked up each item and examined them carefully.

Neither of them bears any historical mark.

He frowned and continued walking.

The cheat codes are not omnipotent; they require items with historical significance to trigger.

Most of the items at the stalls were either new products or worthless historical items.

Fang He wandered around the market for most of the time, but still came up empty-handed.

Just as he was feeling somewhat disappointed, a seafood stall caught his attention.

The stall owner was a dark-skinned man, with various seafood products displayed in front of him, including shellfish, seaweed, and some other things he couldn't name.

Fang He's gaze fell on a seashell in the corner.

The seashell wasn't large, about the size of a fist, and its surface had a faint luster, from which one could vaguely sense a fluctuation of spiritual energy.

A thought struck him, and he stepped forward.

"How much are these seashells?"

The stall owner raised his eyelids to look at him and said lazily, "That's a Spirit Sea Shell, which can be used to store clean water. It costs one spirit stone."

A spirit stone.

Fang He touched the money pouch at his waist; inside were only three spirit stones, all his savings.

But if this seashell truly bears historical significance...

"Too expensive, half a spirit stone, do you want it?"

The stall owner waved his hand: "No, no, I paid a high price for this, at least eight yuan."

Fang He turned to leave.

"Wait, wait," the stall owner called out to him, "half a dollar is fine, consider it making friends."

Fang He took out half a spirit stone and handed it over, put the spirit sea shell into his pocket, and turned to find a quiet corner.

With no one around, he focused his mind, and the panel appeared:

[Retrievable historical traces detected]

[Item: Spirit Sea Shell]

[Historical Imprint: Fishermen and Monks' Working Experience (Gray)]

【Whether to extract? 】

Fang He's lips curled up slightly; as expected, there was one.

"Yes."

An image flashed through my mind.

On the turbulent sea, a small boat bobs in the waves.

A dark-skinned fisherman stood at the bow of the boat, pulling the net with practiced and powerful movements.

The wind, waves, ocean currents, the movement of schools of fish...

These experiences flashed through my mind; they were the culmination of decades of working at sea.

The image quickly faded, and the light spots coalesced into text:

Extraction successful

[Acquired entry: Energetic (gray)]

[Affix Effect: High Energy (gray), Energy Recovery Speed ​​+10%, Less prone to fatigue during prolonged work]

Activate?

"activation."

Fang He felt the changes within his body.

A warm current rose from the dantian and spread to the limbs and bones.

The fatigue has lessened considerably, and I seem to have more energy.

This entry is not very helpful for cultivation, but it is a real benefit for a spiritual plant grower who needs to work every day.

Working in the fields is physically demanding; with this term, you can get a lot more work done each day.

More importantly, he already has three entries.

Fang He wandered around the market again, but found no other items with historical significance, so he got up and returned to the Spirit Field.

After walking along the path for about half an hour, we came to a rocky area by the sea.

Fang He was about to go around when he suddenly noticed two figures on the other side of the reef.

He subconsciously slowed his pace and, using the rocks as cover, quietly peered out.

I recognized one of them.

Sun Er.

A wandering cultivator who lived nearby rented a few acres of spiritual land. He usually appeared honest and kind.

But at that moment, Sun Er was talking in hushed tones with a stranger.

The stranger was dressed plainly and did not have the demeanor of a local rogue cultivator. Upon seeing Fang He, he immediately turned and left, quickly disappearing into the reefs.

When Sun Er saw Fang He, he looked somewhat embarrassed and quickly greeted him, "Brother Fang... Brother Fang He, you went to the market too?"

Fang He nodded: "Yeah, just looking around. Who's that?"

Sun Er's eyes darted away: "A... friend, just passing by. I'm leaving now, I still have work to do in the fields."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Fang He frowned slightly as she watched Sun Er's departing figure.

Somewhat strange.

Sun Er is usually honest, so why is he sneaking around here with a complete stranger?

But what does this have to do with him?

Fang He shook her head, putting the matter out of her mind.

He was merely a low-level rogue cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining; other people's affairs were none of his concern. His immediate priority was to improve his own strength.

Back in the thatched hut, Fang He sat cross-legged and began to circulate the Green Wood Technique.

The spiritual energy enters the body and flows through the meridians.

With all three terms working simultaneously, the cultivation speed was even faster than before.

[Spiritual Affinity (Gray)]: Spiritual Aura Sensing +10%, Cultivation Efficiency +5%

[Plant Affinity (Gray)]: Increases sensitivity to spirit plants by 10%, slightly increases cultivation efficiency.

[High Energy (Gray)]: Energy recovery speed +10%, less prone to fatigue during long periods of work.

Although the progress is small, it is indeed an improvement.

After cultivating for an hour, Fang He opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

"Fang He, are you home?"

It was the voice of our neighbor, Old Man Lin.

Fang He got up and opened the door, only to see an elderly man in his fifties standing outside, his white hair tied in a bun, and his face kind.

Old Man Lin is a long-time tenant in the Lingtian District, having farmed for over a decade and possessing extensive experience. When Fang He first arrived, he was the one who taught her many farming skills.

"Uncle Lin, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just came to see you."

Old Man Lin smiled. "The sea monsters have been acting strangely lately. The Zhou family has even issued a conscription notice. Have you heard?"

Fang He nodded: "I've heard about it."

Old Man Lin sighed, "I don't know what's wrong with these sea beasts; they've never been this disruptive in previous years. You're young; if you can break through to the third level of Qi Refining, you can apply for a delayed conscription."

"I will do my best."

Old Man Lin patted him on the shoulder: "If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me. I may not have many other skills, but I do have some experience in farming."

"Thank you, Uncle Lin."

Old Man Lin waved his hand and turned to leave.

Fang He stood at the door, looking at the old man's hunched back, and felt a slight warmth in her heart.

There is still some humanity in this world...